It was the end of the night and I was just getting ready to head home after a long day. Social interaction was exhausting, and I had certainly done enough of it that day. I was ready to go home, crack a cold one, spend a little time on myself, and then crash into a deep sleep for the night.
First though I needed to go put some things away in the closet to tidy up from the day. I walked into the room and saw a friend of mine playing the piano and making beautiful melodies. It seemed as each note hit my heart fluttered just a bit more, and I was intrigued.
She was a youthful 21 years of age and physically fit. Her long blonde hair had been straightened for the occasion, and she was wearing a navy shirt with really tight dress pants that showed off her ass perfectly. I had to stop myself from gazing for too long so as not to look strange to those passing by. She knew how to dress for the occasion, and her smile sparkled in the sun rays coming in through the windows. We greeted each other, and as was custom I sat down and began to make music with her.
Music is one of my love languages, and often sends me into an emotional high. I definitely felt it as we moved through multiple different songs, our bond seeming to deepen with each one. I had experienced feelings for this woman previously but had given up when she got a boyfriend later on. It seemed as though he was out of the picture now, and she was free to love again. I wasn’t ready to make a move just yet though, so I sat there in awe of her musical talent and her beautiful voice.
Soon the time was over and we were getting ready to leave. As I was about to wish her a good night, she instead invited me over to her place for some drinks and to watch a movie or two. Still not expecting anything to come out of this, I agreed for the company aspect of it anyways and followed her home.
Her apartment was beautifully modern, with light grey walls accentuated with warm light, and portraits of the city hung up above the kitchen appliances and all over the living room. It truly was a beautiful environment, and one I felt safe in. I knew I was in good hands.
She pointed me to a couch and came back with a bottle of wine. As we each shared glasses we also shared stories, and our emotional connection grew deeper, and deeper, and deeper still. Soon, it seemed like we weren’t even paying attention to the movie anymore, as we were so wrapped up in each other’s stories it was hard to pay attention.
When she leaned in for the first kiss I was one excited man. We locked lips for a while, and it wasn’t long before she took off her shirt, revealing a navy lace bra that was gatekeeping her youthful C cup breasts. As I put my hands to them, I felt like I was in a whole new world filled with things to explore. They were soft but I could tell her nipples were hard. She moaned a little bit as I fondled her breasts some more.
“Shall we move this to the bedroom?” she asked eagerly. I obliged and followed her into her chamber, and as I did I began to realize just how hard my cock was, waiting at attention in my pants. She saw it, and smiled while telling me not to be embarrassed.
As I unbuttoned her pants, I discovered a cute navy thong matching the bra. She was already wet, as her panties were absolutely soaked from our activity earlier. It had been a while since I had been in the presence of a woman, so I took a moment to explore her body, kissing it all over and even taking the time to slip my hand into her panties, where I found her juicy pussy still wet as can be from all the sexual tension. I spanked her ass as well, and it seemed as though each time I spanked her ass she cried “Yes daddy smack me harder” just a little bit louder than the last. I was so turned on by all of this that I noticed I was already producing precum.
She undressed me, and found my candy apple red trunk briefs. My cock protruded out from me like an antenna, eager to be grabbed and stroked. As she caressed me, I felt as though the cold shivers I had once felt were gone, and her warm hands took over, making me feel safe and as though she could be trusted. My underwear soon joined the pile of clothes in the corner of the room as she took my cock in her hands, caressing it softly, being careful not to touch it too hard. As she teased me, she asked “Does this feel good daddy?” to which I could scarcely reply as I moaned with each stroke.
I had to stop her after a bit so that I didn’t finish early. I slid off her lingerie and laid her back on the bed. There was her pussy, and it looked appetizing. Not used too much but also not a virgin. The perfect pussy. I felt her up a bit again, and she was still wet as can be, and I could tell she was enjoying it, moaning with each touch. I then put my head in between her legs and went to town, sucking on her clit and using my tongue to get deep into her. Her moans became louder and her pussy became wetter. All the time my cock stayed hard and at attention. It was so tempting to stroke it as I worked on her but I held back for good measure. It wasn’t long before she moaned “I’m gonna cum” and then I grabbed one of her nipples in my hands and twisted it as she let her juices go and shook all over the bed.
I could tell she was wiped from that, so I cuddled her for a bit, her cum having made a mess of the bed so far. Her body was smooth and easily accessible, not a single imperfection. She also really liked when I grabbed her ass. Soon, we were ready for the main course.
She guided me in ever so expertly, and her pussy was still wet enough where we didn’t need lube, and tight enough that it felt like a glove. I began to stroke in and out slowly, but then she said “Faster daddy” so I pounded her so hard you could hear the cheeks clapping with each thrust. I slapped her ass some more and she was loving it so much she came again, her pussy clamping down even harder on my cock. As she wailed loudly and I moaned louder than I’ve ever moaned before, I almost wondered if we were keeping the neighbors awake at this late hour. But I didn’t care, her pussy was pure bliss and I didn’t want this moment to end.
We decided to pull out so I could finish on her. As she kneeled on the floor I stood up and let her take control of my cock one last time. She stroked it quickly and eagerly, not wanting to let go. She wanted my cum just as much as the next person.
“I’m gonna cum” I announced loudly as her smile grew bigger. I felt things get tense for a moment and it was like the world stopped turning, then I looked down and watched as ropes of cum shot out all over her face, and she even swallowed one of them. I watched as she licked the cum off her face with the giddiness of a school girl.
We kissed and fell asleep on the bed all over our wetness and cum stains. In the morning we showered together and then kissed one last time as we went out the door and back to the real world.
We would get together a few other times after that. I got to creampie her once and she got to peg me another time. It seemed like no kink was off limits and the sex was great each time.
But nothing will ever take the place of this first time, when her beautiful piano notes brought me to her, just like an enchantress.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qkgq8q/piano_girl_mf